Out-Of-Character Details
Minecraft Account Name: finraay
How old are you?: 14
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Gmt +10 Australia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Im in an Acting troop.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: DrHigginbotham
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: It got deleted
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is stepping inside your characters shoes acting as someone that is different to yourself. Coming up with a personality and physical appearance is an example of changing.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Metagaming is using out of character information, in character to succeed. Here is an example: Rob cant automatically knows Frank's name because of him talking in the chat. Now, if Rob used his name In character without asking what it is that would be metagaming.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is opping the scene not giving the other player or players a chance to react. Here is an example: Rob kicks Frank against a wall. Rob then knocks Frank out cold. Rob then stabs Frank in the heart.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Gmot Farlander
Character Race: Human, Northener
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Gmot was born in a small town north of the Snowy plains. He was born to a family of three, seconds after his mother died. Him and his twin, Ottar were cut from a lifeless body. My father was grief stricken ever since causing him to be a drunk and rendering him a useless father. When Gmot was 15 his family was raided by a gang of thieves and everything was lost. Gmot and Ottar lowered themselves down a Well during the attack in the town but the rope was cut by a Thief and they fell down. Unfortunately Ottar did not survive the fall down because Gmot fell on Ottar and snapped his spine. Left in the dark alone for hours Gmot was losing hope of ever living a full life. In the early morning the raider's left and Gmot's father sobered up enough to look for his twins another hour passed and a passing man heard Gmots cries for help and rescue, he called for another man to bring rope. Gmot was rescued by the men. Gmot thanked them quickly, having large problem on his mind. He knew he could never return to his father and tell him the Ottar had died so he left the town in search of a new home. Gmot wandered south, sleeping at various taverns every night. One time, Gmot was walking through a harsh desert feeling very exhausted. The were no inns or taverns nearby to rest in and no places to eat or drink. Losing hope for a second time in his life, he passed out. Gmot wakes up a few days later, to find the cloud temple monks tending to his cuts and scratches he acquired on his journey.
Gmot has orange hair which he inherited from his mother and dark peach skin. He has a slender figure and tall strong frame with handsome features. Gmot wears green clothes as it makes him feel heroic and manly. Gmot is loud and outgoing, many up north have experienced this and it defines him maybe a little too well. Gmot enjoys roast chicken, his weak ale and listening to ocarinas. His adventurous spirit makes it hard for Gmot to live in one place.
What are your characters ambitions?: Gmot wishes to forget his past and build a new life as a hero not as an obnoxious fool.
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Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:Gmot is haunted by his past and loses himself in his thoughts often. He has some minor character flaws and defects.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? "Hail, What are you selling?"The dwarf looks up with hope colouring his eyes"I…I…I am selling the finest cloth in all the land, garbs of every colour too!" I nod towards a green robe "how much for that one?" the dwarf replies "Aaaahh excellent eye, green is your colour this one is very special all the way from the north it was a challenge obtaining that masterwork." I look back at the dwarf "How much for it?" I ask. "100 minas for you sir, discount" i smile and toss a weighty bag of minas to the dwarf he feels the weight and looks like he might burst with joy and glee"with this i can bring my family down and start work on a house thank you sir thank you!"
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?Seeing an opportunity to make my name with the dwarves, I walk up to the pair and ask "What seems to be the problem Gentlemen?" the dwarf seeing his chance to escape sprints away screaming "Thank yooooouuuuuuu!" I turn to the orc and seeing his fuming face, I run in terror following the dwarf hoping the Orc doesn't follow or catch up. For some reason I can't stop smiling.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I look down at the old man. The man groans deeply. "Need some help there?" I say. The man nods slowly. I bend over and put a arm around the man's shoulder as I help him to stand up. After he is standing, I grab new bag out of my backpack and carefully place the Man's minas inside of it. I hand the man the bag of Minas as he thanks me. "Thank you for saving me, young fellow, you sure are my hero this day" being pleased with myself I make my way over to Malinor.
